Pictures sounding off in tempos of beauty, showing signs of life in many strokes of paint brushes.
Letting spirits flow, paint flowing down the canvas, picturing awesome portraits of life from memory.
Tossing aside all other manners of outside sources, and thoroughly listening to muses of distant lands, coming together and sporting the lines of a person in a painting made from innate talent.
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I would like to translate this poem
portraits of life, good write, thanks.